Glass Novels & Stories

Those people have no soul. I tried to look for how to escape but I couldn't. There's a small window but it has silver bars on it, and werewolves can't touch silver. I can't go out. I'm stuck here, but I don't want to give up I have to do something. I can't stay here forever. I hear the bolt of the door move. I bet those rascals are here to give me my breakfast.

Her savior had a gift for her, but she came empty-handed! "I noticed that you don't like reading the weather forecast. Here's a storm glass for you. You can keep it in the office or at home," said Alfred as he took out a beautifully packaged box from his bag and pushed it in front of Catelyn. Catelyn opened the lid of the box and saw a conical glass bottle in it. The glass bottle had a cork at the mouth, and the insides were filled with a transparent solution composed of chemical substances which contained certain crystals. The crystals would exhibit different characteristics based on the surround

As soon as she entered the bathroom, Daisy started turning on all the faucets to cover up the sound of her retching, causing trouble for Dash outside. Daisy didn’t know that Dash could hear everything clearly outside the living room. He slammed the glass of wine down on the table, "losing all interest." Thirty minutes later, Daisy was still in there, the water spread on the floor. Dash got angry, he stood up, walked into the bathroom, called out a few times to “seem to care”, Daisy was still quiet.

The fireplace crackled softly and the air conditioner was in medium making it the perfect room temperature. "The glass was made using the molecular infusion of glass and metal, majorly titanium making it break-resistant. So feel free to jump and walk around, you won't need to surrender your one year salary to get it fixed." He chuckled and sat on a brown couch. "Wow, you are filthy rich," I exclaimed and walked towards the pile of documents and began my search. After twenty minutes of precise and meticulous searching, I found it inside another document and shielding it from view. "Here you go Alex, you can do your boss thing now

If I attacked the droid, Vane would pull the trigger instantly. *There has to be another way,* I pleaded in my mind. *Show me!* And then, I saw it. A tiny, hidden detail I had missed before. Beneath Vane’s desk lay the main fiber-optic conduit supplying power to the observation room's glass windows. The glass wasn't ordinary window glass—it was high-density smart-glass, held in place by an intense magnetic field. If the power conduit suffered a sudden voltage spike, the magnetic field would collapse, causing the massive glass panes to

This is what I can tell you about what the glass is. It is not absence. People think it is absence — a switching off, a going away. It is not that. You are still there. You register everything. The weight, the cold of the sheets, the sound of the garden outside continuing its complete indifference. You register the specific quality of him — the unhurried thoroughness of a man who has decided something belongs to him and sees no reason to pretend otherwise. You register all of it. What the glass does is hold it at a distance that makes it survivable. Like looking at something very bright through smoked gl

“Down!” I had my arm around Jace’s shoulders as I pushed him forward to the floor, and my other arm was around Malachi, and I gripped Levi’s jacket tightly. “Hylja sála!” Blue flames enveloped all of us as the bullets tore through the windows of the restaurant with deafening bursts.

Neal pulled his hair with both hands urging himself to forget about that. He sighed and stood up from the sofa. Neal poured some water into the tall glass from the jug on the nightstand. The glass didn't touch his lips before― BANG! Neal dropped the glass at the startling sound and the it shattered on the floor, sending its pieces to all direction. Neal put his hand on his hammering chest, eyes wide. What the hell was that!? Gunshot? Neal gulped in fear and looked down at the mess. He crouched down to clear the glass pieces scattered around the floor.

Then he nudged his fist closer to the glass and stopped without touching it. Node blinked, walked up to the glass. “Witness what?” Node wondered. “Huh?” Suddenly, he took noticed a green glowing semblance flowing from Peirce’s fist to every part of the glass. Node eyes widened then the glass suddenly pulverized into nothing including the chains leaving Azra, Aquila and Aguda wondering how was it possible, seeing the teenagers staring back at them back without being chained or with any of the bounty collector’s henchmen among them with a downslide of dried bones in t

Ariella's eyes swept the cell, searching for any means to ensure her silence. Her gaze landed on a shattered mirror, its fragments scattered on the floor like shattered dreams. She approached it, her heart heavy with purpose. Among the shards, one piece caught her eye – a jagged edge, sharp enough to seal her fate. Ariella picked it up, cradling the broken glass in her palm, its fragile weight a stark contrast to the weight of her decision.